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The Unloved Bride: Her Heart's Legacy

The Unloved Bride: Her Heart's Legacy

I' ve been dead for three years. From the quiet place I existed, I watched my family's tech company crumble, my father's health fail, and my mother turn into a ghost of her former self. My beautiful sister, Brittany, had five fiancés, each dying before their wedding day, a tragedy the papers called a curse. Desperate, my father hired Madame Zelda, a spiritual medium, to banish the "restless spirit" causing their misery. She walked in, took one look, and declared, "The problem isn' t a curse on this house. It' s a spirit. Your youngest daughter, Chloe." My mother' s reaction chilled me to my core: "That little brat. Even dead she' s causing trouble! Always bringing us misery! She was a jinx from the day she was born!" That night, I watched her drag every last one of my belongings into the backyard and set them ablaze. If I could go back, she screamed, she' d make sure I never saw the light of day. I always knew no one loved me, but I never understood why. They were so worried about ghosts, yet the real monsters lived right there, down the hall. When Miller Innovations finally collapsed, my father' s heart gave out again. More desperate, they called Madame Zelda, begging her to banish me for good. "The energy is not coming from your current home. It' s stronger elsewhere. The old family estate. The place she was last seen. That is the source." My mother, frantic, shouted, "We have to dig her up! We have to burn her bones!" Brittany, ever the angel, rushed to comfort her, "Poor Chloe… she must be in so much pain to lash out like this. We have to help her find peace." But I saw the cold, calculating satisfaction flash in her eyes. They were coming for me, convinced they were victims fighting a monster. At the estate, as my father and uncles dug into the earth, Brittany sobbed, "I was the one who convinced her to come here that day. She said she wanted to bury a time capsule." A phantom pain hit me. I wasn' t excited; I was terrified. Their shovels struck something hard-a small, cheap wooden box. Not a coffin, just a crate. They pried it open, expecting bones. But the coffin was empty. Panic erupted. My aunt shrieked, "The demon has taken her body!" Madame Zelda picked up a mud-caked digital photo frame from the bottom of the box. "The spirit is not in the ground. It is in the truth." She powered it on. The screen flickered to life, showing me as a happy child, then as a teenager, full of trust, thanking Brittany. Brittany collapsed, sobbing, "I just wanted her to be happy!" My parents comforted her, then looked at the empty coffin and the frame with renewed anger. They still thought I was mocking them. But I saw Brittany' s eyes turn cold and hard. Her grief was a performance.
Pampered By The Fierce Tiger Shifter

Pampered By The Fierce Tiger Shifter

Cadence, a modern botanist, woke up to a glaring sun and massive, alien purple leaves blocking the sky. She was stranded in a terrifying, primal world. Before she could process the metallic smell of blood in the air, a white tiger the size of an SUV crushed a giant boar's neck right in front of her. The beast locked its piercing blue eyes on her hiding spot. But instead of tearing her throat out, a blinding flash of silver light erupted, and the monster transformed into a towering, heavily scarred naked man. He was Harlan, a shifter who immediately claimed her as his mate under tribal law. Dragged back to his primitive village, Cadence faced a brutal reality. Unbonded females were targets, and she was expected to take multiple mates just to survive. The tribal women mocked her fragile frame, calling her useless. To make matters worse, her foreign scent attracted a rogue serpent-shifter who violently ambushed her in the river. The icy shock of the serpent's attack plunged Cadence into a deadly, burning fever. The tribe's Shaman tried his healing magic, only to shake his head and abandon her. "She lacks primal fortitude. She will rely entirely on her own weak vitality. I can do nothing." As Harlan held her shivering body in despair, Cadence felt a deep sense of desperate injustice. Was she really going to die in a filthy stone hut in an unknown universe, killed by a simple cold? No. She remembered her grandfather's strict survival lessons. Forcing her heavy eyes open, she grabbed her terrified tiger mate's hand. She didn't need their failing magic; she had science. "I need specific plants to live. I need white willow bark. And a spicy, ginger-like root." She rasped, preparing to show this savage world the true power of a modern survivor.
Arianna

Arianna

A maid in the castle finds out the evil plans of the Prince's future wife and does everything possible to stop it from happening. She gets exiled and is never to be seen again. She comes back as a different character and swears revenge for what the princess had done. She does everything possible to protect him, even risking her own life FULL PLOT A maid filled with good morals and high standards Arianna goes to the extent of saving her prince Rob from the plans of an evil princess Eleanor and his backstabbing Ambassador Rick. After she gets thrown out of the castle, she disappears without a trace for three years, leaving Rob devastated. Sandra, Arianna's mother is also left heartbroken after the exile of her only child. After three years, rumors are heard of a mysterious Goddess in the forest, citizens of the kingdom get curious as to why there was a woman living there. Henry, Arianna's childhood friend goes to check out the rumors and finds the Goddess, Diana very appealing and quickly falls in love with her but also gets frightened whenever her tigress, Rava came along. After a while, the rumors hit the castle, and Rob gets interested in the so-called Goddess and somewhat abandons his engagement with Eleanor. Eleanor gets upset with his parents for pushing their engagement for a vacation and poisons them. When he gets back from seeing the lovely Goddess and Henry as his escort, he comes back to meet his parents dead. Arianna hears about the death of his parents and swears revenge, and how she does that leaves everyone surprised. Even Rob.
LIGHT OUT AT FLORY NIGHT

LIGHT OUT AT FLORY NIGHT

🔱🔞LIGHTS OUT AT FLORY HIGH🔱🔞 ❤️🍓🍓🍓 * * The girl's dorm alarm rang loudly waking the girls up so they could prepare for class. It was always a rush for those who were off to pick up their school uniform from the laundry room. Juicy, a Black-American girl was still in her bed with her eyes shut tightly. She was far into deep slumber and not a mega powered alarm could wake her up. The girls in the big room were busy walking about and were yet to remember the sleeping girl in the bed close to the window. Astrid suddenly looked over and saw her sleeping as usual, she quickly rushed to her shaking her fervently. "Get up, Juicy! We have classes by eight." She said tapping her hand and pulling her hair. It was a tough treatment towards someone that was just waking up but just the right act that pulled her awake. She opened up her eyes and her green eyeballs came into view. She yawned and sat up on the bed briefly stretching herself. "Good morning, Astrid. Thanks for waking me up, again." She said with a hint of weakness. "Are you alright, Juicy? For the past one month, you've been really sleepy and tired in the morning. You used to get dressed before everyone else when we arrived newly, is anything up??" Astrid asked worriedly and drawing near to sit beside her. "I can't say. I also don't know what is wrong with me. Maybe I've been bitten by a sleeping bug?" She speculated and her friend grinned at her. "I think the tsetse fly is only found in Africa or do they exist here?" She asked as her eyes widened. "I don't know!" Juicy rasped and slumped her head back on the pillow. The room was still busy and everyone were almost in their full uniforms. "Do you read at night? After everyone has gone asleep??" Astrid wondered and she sighed. "Before lights out, I'm already sleeping like a pregnant lady!" She blurted. Astrid laughed at her friend's response but she still couldn't help but wonder. Juicy was always punctual and she admired that but how could she change all of a sudden? "Is it a dream?" She asked suggesting and thoughtfully. "Well... I don't know. There is a name that has been going through my mind though." "Really? What name??" Astrid asked curiously. "Ryan. I heard it once or twice. I can't remember where and how." She replied feeling insecure. "Let's go dress up first and talk about this later." She dragged her friend up and they left to take their bath. ^ ^ Ryan snatched the empty bottle from Spike and tossed it through the fence. They were at one of their favorite spots feeding themselves with blood they got from the secret club. After feeding directly from a human, they get filled up bottles that will help them through the day and at night, they come back for more.
The Heiress Reclaimed: A Guardian's Reckoning

The Heiress Reclaimed: A Guardian's Reckoning

My 40th birthday party shimmered with the illusion of my perfect life: a tech mogul husband I'd bankrolled, two bright kids, and a brownstone nestled in Boston's elite Beacon Hill, proof of the American dream I'd painstakingly built. I had poured my entire inheritance and every family connection into Ethan, transforming him from a struggling nobody into a powerful industry darling. But the champagne he handed me, meant to toast four decades of life, instead delivered a searing, agonizing pain, the very taste of betrayal meant to end it. Through blurring eyes, I watched in horror as he stared dispassionately, his mistress Chloe smirking beside him, and heard my own children coldly echo their chilling words, condemning me as "embarrassing" as darkness consumed everything. My world dissolved not just into black, but into the hollow echo of a life stolen by the very hands I trusted most. How could the family I cherished, the man I sacrificed everything for, orchestrate such a calculated demise, reducing me to nothing but an obstacle in their path? The unbearable burn of the poison paled in comparison to the scorching agony of their heartless betrayal. Then, light, and the familiar scent of old books in my ancestral home. My great-uncle Finn offered me a choice: a quiet life, or the sacred, ancient power of an Oath Guardian. In my last life, I chose peace for Ethan; this time, reborn with a terrifying clarity, I chose power and vengeance, accepting the trials that would transform me into Liam, ready to exact a cold, precise retribution.
His Sister's Last Gift

His Sister's Last Gift

As a successful surgeon, I, Michael, dedicated my life to my chosen sister, Chloe, whose critical lung condition required a transplant. My biological sister, Sarah, however, remained nothing but a painful, inconvenient burden, ignored and resented for years. Terminally ill and near death, Sarah made a final, desperate call from her hospital bed, her voice weak as she tried to say goodbye. My only response? A chilling, impatient "If you're not dead, stop bothering me!" before I hung up. I dismissed every subsequent plea from her university, every warning about her rapidly deteriorating health, convinced she was just a "drama queen" faking for attention. Even when her name appeared on the critical admissions list at the very hospital where Chloe was scheduled for her life-saving surgery, I coldly scoffed, "She's doing this to ruin my day." How could I, a healer, allow such a festering hatred to consume me, built on a lie I blindly believed for years? The sheer, crushing weight of Sarah's silent suffering and my monstrous indifference hangs over me, a chilling testament to my unforgivable cruelty. But then, the unimaginable truth was slammed into my reality: the anonymous donor who saved Chloe's life was none other than Sarah. In a single, devastating moment, her ultimate sacrifice exposed the agonizing depths of my abandonment, shattering my carefully constructed world and setting me on a course of inescapable, public ruin.
Happiness in the end of the world

Happiness in the end of the world

In the year 3012, the era of humans ruling the Earth as the top of the food chain had long ended. A thousand years ago, the sun's companion star, the Goddess of Revenge, swept across the Earth with her brilliant skirt, bringing war, plague, viruses, natural disasters, and ultimately ending the entire era of civilization. The gods, in their mysterious ways, finally showed favor to the innocent lives on Earth. The animals turned out to have natural immunity to the zombie virus, which prevented them from being infected. Instead, it spurred their evolution at an unimaginable speed and incorporated the perfect human genes into their cells. When the first male Siberian tiger transformed into a human form, a new era began on Earth. The only downside was that the natural law of survival of the fittest eliminated human females. In the new era of Earth, females returned to their primitive state and relied on strong males for survival. They didn't have to hunt or fight; their only task was to reproduce. In terms of reproductive ability, human females were far inferior to animals. The human genes they incorporated could only transform male fetuses from animal form to human form. This time, God created Adam but forgot to take out his rib to create Eve. After attaining higher intelligence and the most perfect human form, male animals had always yearned for their partners to one day evolve into the beautiful and enchanting women depicted in ancient scrolls. They made many efforts to inspire the intelligence of female animals, even directly injecting virus genes into them in an attempt to stimulate their evolution, but ultimately no one succeeded. Regardless of the species, sex has always been an eternal theme as long as reproductive organs are present. Male animals were born in human forms but could never embrace female animals in the same form or communicate with them through language. What a tragedy it was. At this moment, a kind-hearted 17-year-old Chinese orphan named Happiness from the 21st century accidentally traveled through time to this future world. who could only imagine how much fun she would have this time. She couldn't even begin to fathom how novel and fatally attractive her female body would be to these males!